Ye Linlang smashed a cup at him while Shi Han said, "Xie Yi. It's me, Shi Han..."
The glass cup fell into Shi Han's arms. These... were things that Shi Han had experienced. He was neither afraid nor frightened.
"Linlang, Linlang..."
Xie Xuning called Ye Linlang affectionately while walking in Ye Linlang's direction.
Ye Linlang picked up another glass cup and slammed it at the wall, then she held a shard of glass in her hand.
"Don't come any closer!"
She pressed the shard of glass against her neck, and there was a horrified look in her eyes.
"Don't come any closer!"
Seeing Ye Linlang like this, Xie Xuning felt nothing but pain.
"Don't come near me! Get out!"
The shard of glass in Ye Linlang's hand pierced her skin bit by bit, but she didn't feel any pain at all.
The red liquid slowly trickled down her fair skin, contrasting greatly with the blood.
